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After years of travelling and living in different places, something happened that changed me forever, and brought me back home. Cornwall has become the base for my adventures again as I search for a wilder life, and everything that means to me.

Carly Klineberg

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Someone’s due date is actually tomorrow... ! I’ve been asked about my labour story a few times now, but it all happened so quickly. From the plug appearing at around 11pm (thought nothing of it) to my waters breaking at 1.30/2am (by this time I was thinking.... ohhhhh shit) to my contractions starting almost immediately. We arrived at the hospital around 3.30am and the doctor saw us within 20 minutes. Two hours later we went into surgery and she was out within around 15 minutes, born to our playlist of Cat Stevens and Van Morrison. As the hospital was so quiet at that time, Jackson was allowed to stay with us in a private room all day and night, and we left together the next day after lunch. Yes you’re a bit sore afterwards for a couple of weeks but apart from the tiniest scar everything else down below is fine! Couldn’t have managed anywhere near as well without amazing support from Jackson as well as my mum, sister and her husband but honestly, the whole thing was a total breeze compared to early pregnancy! I would definitely say to anyone worried about the prospect of needing an elective c section, or choosing one, don’t worry! I spent 0 hours during pregnancy stressing about the birth, or wondering when she would arrive, or how and wrote one plan A birth plan - it was the best decision I could have made!

Well, what can I say? Of all the experiences I’v

Well, what can I say? Of all the experiences I’ve had and things I’ve ever done so far, this feels like one of the loveliest, most beautiful and life changing! So many things people told me would happen are true, and so many others have been unique to our own experience... it’s been fun finding our own way in the last four days. One thing for sure, I’ll never get tired of seeing these two together. Noa is already Jackson’s mini muse! Sat in on this rainy day eating crumble courtesy of @libertyfearns and @r__young, drinking tea made by @melanieklineberg and waiting for a roast dinner delivery. Soaking up these days like gold, thanking luck for a quick and amazing c section birth experience I’ll always remember, and also for a sweet little baby girl who’s been as good as gold for these last few days. Jackson set up a page for family and close friends for Noa @noas.journey so we don’t spam everyone else with endless baby pictures! And yes, he’s writing the captions...! 📷 by @r__young

Soooo, for all my careful planning and nice electi

Soooo, for all my careful planning and nice elective C section booked on the 16th, she decides to be completely unlike me and appear early (by two weeks!). Born a few hours by elective-ish c section thanks to the wonderful NHS, world, meet...

Noa Isla Klineberg Fearns - born on the 10th November 2020 at 5.38am. A nice fat 8.6 lbs baby. She did a big wee on her way out, screamed like a trooper, pulled her best annoyed Kim Jong-un face and has been charming us ever since... just kidding, we think she’s adorable and has been getting even more so, because babies really do look strange when they come out, right?

At home since Wednesday afternoon, she’s been a dream. I’m now sat on the sofa writing this with boobs like rocks and cabbage stuffed down my bra, and about a collective 6 hours sleep since Monday night at 2am. Not her fault, totally mine!

We will fill everyone in when we get an ounce of energy to do some more calling! I was going to wait to announce this but I woke up and Jackson beat me to it. Enjoying every moment xx

In Flanders' fields the poppies blow Between the c

In Flanders' fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders' fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high,
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders' Fields.

- John McCrea

From Cornwall to Flanders Fields, we remember you. #rememberancesunday

The last few days before...

The last few days before...

What does it mean, to be Jewish? What does it even

What does it mean, to be Jewish? What does it even mean, to be half Jewish? Is that even possible? This is a question that many people who aren’t Jewish find it difficult to answer, and understandably so. There aren’t many jews around.... and their full history isn’t taught in schools, hence why it’s so frequently misunderstood. After all, there’s so much else to learn - why squeeze in information about just 0.3% of the UK population - unless it’s about the Holocaust? As I get closer to the birth of our baby girl, I’m aware that she will inherit a past, a heritage, and an ethnicity that will be present in the very markers of her DNA. That no matter what she chooses to believe or not to believe about god, spirituality, or religion in general - there will be something that will be passed on, a part of her very being which she can not choose. DNA she will share in common with a people who were not defined by others by their belief in god or religion, but by who their parents were, and who their parents were before them. Judaism isn’t a religion, and it’s not a race. It’s an ethnoreligion. An ethnic group who define their identity by ancestral heritage and background, not simply by religious affiliation. A group that has a shared history and a cultural tradition of its own, that is often practiced regardless of belief in god. Passing on that sense of shared heritage is important to me not just because it’s rare, but because of the reason it’s rare. She will come into existence despite thousands of years of repeated attempts to prevent her ever existing. She will come into existence because others bravely fought for her right to exist, because so many were condemned to die, just because they dared to live. I want her to know that she can feel proud to be different, that no matter who tries to tell her otherwise, she is entitled to the same freedom, rights, jobs, space as anyone else. I want her to know that maybe she might have to fight for what she wants, and that’s ok, because surviving and thriving against the odds is part of her DNA, and whoever she turns out to be, that’s something she can be proud of. (Second pic is our great, great, great grandparents!)

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